I have time after time experienced such an adventure:From heaven to hell needs only a twinkling of eyes;Each lovable and tender spray,Becomes in an instant a high peak on the collapsing.

Each drop of seawater turns hostile and changes hue;In spite of its blueness and loveliness a moment ago.Vortices are entangling upon vortices;I am heaved heavenward and flung into an abyss ¼

When the idea of commiting suicide hits me,Before my eyes is a vast expanse of bitter sea;To abandon hope is like abandoning the tiller,And one has to save one’s breath and bewail under violence.

Only today I am entitled to mock the me myself of yore,And I am ashamed of the falling-leaf-like terror of yesterday;How many years are fooled away,And the hull of the ship is broken by the reef time and again.

Not until the net is cast for myriads of times in the ocean,Do we capture a scantling of life experience,And it dawns on us:

Oh! The reason behind is so simple and easy:

Do you intend to take a voyage?Thousands of monsters are lying in wait to discourage;Tyrannous bullying is their game,And their sole ability is to bring destruction.

I am destined to come across them from time to time,Because my name is ship;Facing the antagonist who is thousands of times more powerful than myself,Only sobriety and bravery can save me.

Trepidation only renders a person blind,And blindness only magnifies the ferocious features of the demons;Perhaps my appearance is more frightful than them,When I go all out at the cost of my life, pressing forward!

So long as I have kept one intact keel,I will never sail into a safe harbour;I place my life on the journey,And the width and length of the road will be determined by courage.

When I am completely free,The prow becomes a shovel with which to bury them;In the waves I am dancing rhythmically,Like swaying a huge swing.

Even if they tear me up,Into some broken pieces,I will never sink into depravity, never!I can also wheel on the spray.

The late comer can recognize me on the remains,And the future poet will sigh a deep sigh:“There is a happy soul here,Which has ever been a ship on the sailing;